The purpose of life is to bring forth goodness. Now, in this life.

Too much polishing and you spoil things. There's a limit to the expressibility of ideas. You have a new thought, an interesting one. Then, as you try to perfect it, it ceases to be new and interesting, and loses the freshness with which it first occurred to you. You're spoiling it.

Power is the relation of a given person to other persons, in which the more this person expresses opinions, theories and justifications of the collective action the less is his participation in that action.

He felt that he was himself and did not wish to be anyone else. He only wished now to be better than he had been formerly

A holy spirit lives within you.

I feel not only that I cannot disappear, as nothing disappears in the world, but that I will always be and have always been. I feel that, besides me, above me, spirits live, and that in this world there is truth.

Our body is a machine for living. It is organized for that, it is its nature. Let life go on in it unhindered and let it defend itself.